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LORDLY NIGHTSHADE (Robin Williamson) The Incredible Stringband - 1967 Captured by Hitler with Oliver Twist in the tower Guards say here's pens and paper just sit down and work for an hour O, Goodness, how can we escape? but it's not worthwhile All I can do is smile. Down gallons of glandular corridors of the dark castle The pompous old bellman is tolling one bell At bathtime the hippies in chains they are crossing the hall Where Hitler is making his new film about it all We slip trough a pew and escape but I just don't know All I can do is grow Tell me more, what then Down Main Street I go on a duffel-coat hoping instead For a little room, yawn, I'm so tired with this big bag of coal on my head It's a top hat I'm trying to sell or a lesson to learn Vaguely seeking some fire to burn While a group of middle-aged persons with dwarfish expressions and tinned conversations in Sunday blessed blue Standing around for a photograph, watch the cuckoo Do you need any coal? But it doesn't appear that they do Then I offered my throat to the wolf but I just can't die All I can do is fly Safe and secure in the skirts of the midsummer wood Cooking soup with stale words and fresh meanings it tastes so good The green wolf with his bunch of red roses is slinking away All on a summer's day. (Contributed by Andy & Mogg - February 2004)

    


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